Old lies for young lives

I'm tired, I'm getting old This dust is what becomes of my bones Under the cracks in our skin Under the bags dragging down our eyes We're hollow, and growing cold This life is what became of our souls Under the weight of our guilt, the hollow skulls that we hold Growing up, breaking down, falling to pieces Never stop, breaking down, I cannot take this Growing up, breaking down, falling to pieces. (Anything, Everything) Never stop, breaking down, I cannot take this. (Falling) Never stop, growing old The snakes surround me, from the insidе out we Never stop, moving on Thеy crawl through the holes of the hollow skulls Love what you hold Closing in, feel their scales on your skin Never tire, being told Make the most of the best years before you turn cold Never stop, growing old The snakes surround me, from the inside out we Never stop, moving on They crawl through the holes of the hollow skulls Love what you hold Closing in, feel their scales on your skin Never tire, being told Make the most of the best years before you turn cold

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

Born and raised in these hollow days I'm sick, I'm tired Empty skulls run this place The world isn't working anymore The world isn't working at all Born and raised in these hollow days Empty skulls, black holes, white eyes, run this place Close your eyes, just pretend that I'm your friend Look out for yourself because there is no-one else Your life must be so fucking easy Living with your (eyes (closed) minds) never stop believing What they see through their empty skulls Give me something real Find me, somebody who feels Different I'm not the same I pray to God I pray to anyone I don't believe it anyway

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

Mother, Father Who could I have been? Mother, Father What could I have done? Let's start a revolution Build our own wall Commit the crime of a century Because I want it all Mother, Father Build my own wall I wanna start a revolution Because I want it all Who could I have been? What could I have done? This is the March of 1964 I could have been so much more I could have been so much more I was unlucky to be born A part of the generation un-dead And if I could turn back time I would rewrite these lines for a meaning in my mind instead Who could I have been? What could I have donе? This is the March of 1964 I could have been so much more I could havе been so much more Mother, Father Who could I have been? Mother, Father What could I have done?

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

The boys, the girls They're just playing in the playgrounds Not a care in the world There's blood on our hands What would you do? For the disappointed youth What would you do? Tell them truth What would you say When the children ask you 'Why do we pray Is there nothing else we can do?' Myth of a nation, illusion of relations Every time a childhood dies You tell The Noble Lie Stable societies Have gone awry An adult born every time You tell The Noble Lie The boys, the girls They're just playing in the playgrounds Not a care in the world There's blood on our hands The boys, the girls They're just playing in the playgrounds Not a care in the world There's blood on our hands Sweet dreams darling, having fun Just remember what we have done The disappointment hangs in the air The storm is coming, the storm is coming, dear Sweet dreams darling, having fun Just remember what we have done The disappointment hangs in the air The storm is coming, the storm is coming, dear The storm is coming, the storm is coming, dear Sweet dreams darling, having fun Just remember what we have done The disappointment hangs in the air The storm is coming, the storm is coming, dear

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

Trapped inside a plain white room A cold noose, a block of ice He better move 'cause it will melt That fucked up kid, was really nice Windowless and feeling blue There's nothing left for him to do He better move or his mind will melt That fucked up kid, was so kind too It's heating up, the time is low That block of ice, is half its height It's now or never, the time is right That fucked up kid, left a fucked up note And when I found him I read every word The reasons why he had left this empty world And when I'm slowly losing my mind I just remember the last two lines Hang me,hang here Dear world,blame yourself Hang me,hang here Dear world,blame yourself Blue lips,white eyes His death hangs over all our lives The noose is tight Something's not right Hang me,hang here Dear world Hang yourself

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

Come the morning I'll be married to death And fear will be my best man Come the morning I'll be dragged down the aisle The alter is old age, and envy is my child If we're born for only stories to tell Why do you live inside a hell? All that's left at the end of your rope A noose to hang your dreams and hope Death, disaster, life, ever after Death, (close in year by year) Disastеr, (now I have no fear) Life, (is my sadnеss) Ever after I don't want to be buried with guilt But I want to live with free will I'm married to death And my mistress is disaster Death, (close in year by year) Disaster, (now I have no fear) Life, (is my sadness) Ever after Death, (close in year by year) Disaster, (now I have no fear) Life, (is my sadness) Ever after Death, married me I'll be the best man I can be Disaster, followed me And I can hardly breathe Death, married me I'll be the best man I can be Disaster, followed me And I can hardly breathe Death, married me I'll be the best man I can be Disaster, followed me And I can hardly breathe Death, married me I'll be the best man I can be Disaster, followed me And I can hardly breathe

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 23, 2026

Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Wasting minds, wasting time Wasting youth, wasting lives Wasting effort, wasting today Wasting patience, wasting away Black eyes, can't sleep White lies, can't keep Green eyes, I can't stand to see Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats never look back Stray rats never look back Stray rats never look back Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats never look back Stray rats, stay young, never stop Stray rats never look back

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 23, 2026

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A new page, a new day Drained, down to my last eyes But it still doesn't go away (What am I doing here?) But it still doesn't go away (Who am I pleasing here?) Tortured souls from day one If this world is right then I'm his bastard son Tortured souls from day one If this world is right then I'm his bastard son Pull out my lungs look behind my eyes Searching for something to fill the void Searching for something inside of me Separating from what's outside of me Hoping that one of these days I'll find out how to feel that way Tortured souls from day one If this world is right then I'm his bastard son Tortured souls from day one If this world is right then I'm his bastard son And this is evеrything It's not meant to be Growing up is getting old to mе And this is everything It's not meant to be Growing up is getting old to me And this is everything It's not meant to be Growing up is getting old to me And this is everything It's not meant to be Growing up is getting old to me What use is time with no motivation? What use is life with no inspiration? Is death the only thing that drives us on? This growing up is getting older, and older, and older What use is time with no motivation? What use is life with no inspiration? Is death the only thing that drives us on? This growing up is getting older, and older, and older...

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 23, 2026